The Morgue: It was only a short distance from Zero Ward to the morgue, where bodies were accumulated, awaiting the daily trip to the cemetery.
The Cemetery (Group IV): Once each day, thirty to fifty
captives formed lines at the morgue to carry the naked bodies on window shutters to the cemetery, about one-half mile from camp. Following a brief religious ceremony, the skeletonized bodies were lowered into common graves. On rainy days the graves filled with water; it became necessary to hold the bodies down the poles, while dirt was shoveled on to them. Sometimes the rain would uncover an arm or leg; then animals ate away the flesh.
BOOT HILL *
No monuments nor flowers there amid the fields of cane,
No birds their song to fill the air, No trees to shield the rain.
We've watched these things through tear-dimmed eyes,
We've felt a sense of shame,
But now we see as time goes by,
We are really not to blame.